Hold me tight, baby, I want to feel you take control and possess me with that fire and passion coiled tight.
Let it go, baby, and with every move, drive it deeper and deeper within me, I want to feel your desire pulse and push and entice me to make you weak and satisfied.
Oh no, no, my love, let me do all the work, I want to show you what it really means for a woman to honour a man.
I have weapons to tempt and tease you, give yourself over to me, and I'll let you taste the purest flavour of need, I promise you it tastes much sweeter than the bitterness of cruel endeavours and the whims of the childish and immature.
I know I have a real man between my thighs by the strong hands that squeeze and hold me tight.
There is so much more my mouth is capable of than just wit and smart arse remarks, I can take you in and tease you with my tongue and tighten around you with pressure and tempo that will send you to another plain.
Darling, please let go.
Let go, and not a drop will go to waste, I want to taste you.
Will you do the same for me?
Kiss me, slowly, trail lines down my neck, over the sensitive parts of me driven wild by you.
The thought of you alone drives me crazy, but sitting astride you and feeling all of you drives me wild.
Your skin on mine is silkly and smooth,
Your touch I can feel is magnified by my need for you.
I need you.
I want you.
I love you.
This hunger I feel is for everything that is undeniable and unforgettably you.
We're so close, my sweet, more, give me just a bit more, and as one, we'll find ourselves in each other, and then we'll hold on tight.
